Four On the Floor (Stage 1998) - Mr. President

Come on, come on, I'm back to where I came from Come on, come on, I'm back to where I belong Hello, hello, I'm back and ready to go So come on, come on, I'm back to where I came from So glad I made it, now I'm back again I wanna say it, to get my message sent I'm sick of waiting, walking out the door No hesitating, 'cos now I'm back for more Don't waste my time, I'm feeling fine I want you to know that there's no doubt about it Once again I'm ready to go, now don't you know It's been too long, so come on

We got the horses moving We got the woofers grooving We got the Waylon wailing Everybody's head is bobbin I got the muffler flowing I got my horn a-blowing I got the rubber burning Down on all fours Pull in the club We hear the band bang Roll through the door Everybody hey, hey's Four on the floor Feel the beat in your soul Moving to the rhythm Pumping 'til ya can't take no more Dance if you want to Do what you came to You can't ignore the feeling Of that four on the floor, aw yeah DJ is really wigging He got the old school mixing The fellas heads are spinning All the girls are finger licking We got the bubbly bubbling I got her shoulders rubbing I got my game spinning Kicking it in low She grabs my arm Pulls me to the main stage Out on the floor Everybody sing sing Four on the floor Feel the beat in your soul Moving to the rhythm Pumping 'til ya can't take no more Dance if you want to Do what you came to You can't ignore the feeling Of that four on the floor Take a little walk outside Honey wants to see my ride You know I think I might Turn on a little Barry White